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I been running to the bag running to the bag running Running to the bag running to the bag stunting Running to the bag running to the bag hundred Running to the bag running to the bag thumbing She like where you at stank I’m at the bank baby what you think I just put some gas inside the tank 35 a eighth Like my bitches like I like my watches keep a pretty face Pillow talking please proceed with caution Know that shit ain’t safe Blunt burning got these niggas surfing Know this shit the wave Money on me got these honeys on me Only one get saved By my lonely niggas acting phoney Please get out the way I be quiet let this money talk when I got shit to say Running to the bag running to the bag running Running to the bag running to the bag stunting Running to the bag running to the bag hundreds Running to the bag running to the bag thumbing I got a new fit today I might f*ck yo bitch I might pay her rent her today I might leave her bent today Pull up with that magic stick I feel like 50 cent today I need me a girls that listen I just want to vent to today Running to the bag running to the bag running Running to the bag running to the bag stunting Running to the bag running to the bag hundreds Running to the bag running to the bag thumbing